Medea

Euripides

Euripides. The Plays of Euripides, Translated into English Prose from the Text of Paley. Vol. I. Coleridge, Edward P., translator. London: George Bell and Sons, 1906.

  1. Ah! hapless one, why doth fierce anger thy soul assail? Why[*](This use of ἀμείβεται is so unusual that the passage is open to grave suspicion. The three following lines are extremely confused and probably corrupt. Weil proposes ἐπέγειρεν for ἐπὶ γαῖαν; var. lect. for ξυνῳδὰ is ξύνοιδα.) in its place is fell murder growing up? For grievous unto mortal men are pollutions that come of kindred blood poured on the earth,
  2. woes to suit each crime hurled from heaven on the murderer’s house.
  1. Ah![*](This is bracketed in the Greek and not found in the Coleridge edition. It has been added here for clarity.)